Number
30
Type
Road
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You see smoke on the horizon and catch the vague stench of burning flesh. You hasten your step see what catastrophe lies ahead of you on the road After a few minutes, you come upon a trade caravanr ravaged by a pack ofVermlings, if the tracks in the mud are any indication. Dead bodies and broken, upturned carts lie across the path„ but you can also see a few survivors, wounded and bloody on the ground. A woman limps across the road, carrying pieces of wreckage.
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